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Eight Kickass Uncle’ Sweet Spoil By Amber Arnold Chapter 370

    Eight Kickass Uncle’ Sweet Spoil By Amber Arnold Chapter 370


    Chapter 370 Who Is Zion


    Zion refused to write any more.


    He couldn’t control his hand, and as soon as he tried hard, he swiped a sum to the side.


    The man frowned and took out a piece of paper: “Rewrite.”


    Zion began to write again: Zi …


    I don’t know why, but I just can’t write it out.


    Zion is in a hurry, if you can’t write it, then you can’t leave here?


    Do you mean you will die?


    In this way, Zion wrote his name over and over again in the dark, always writing down at thest stroke.


    He didn’t know how he was able to see that person and that piece of paper, he only knew that he wrote


    his name over and over again, gradually lost consciousness, and wrote his name mechanically.


    Suddenly there was a bang, the darkness in front of him/broke, and that person disappeared, Zion


    looked at the nkness in front of him in astonishment.


    There was a light in the distance, and he looked for the light and ran all the way forward, running past


    some rural dirt houses and ces like markets./


    The buildings in these ces are no different from the human world, the difference is that there is no


    one.


    Atst he came to a gate so high that it seemed to reach into the clouds.Belongs ? to N?velDrama.Org.


    He pushed it hard, and there was an empty hall inside the door, and Zion subconsciously stepped in…


    On both sides of the main hall, there were all kinds of demons, their faces were ferocious, and their


    eyes seemed to be alive, staring at him closely.


    Zion was afraid, so he hurriedly continued to walk inside. The sculpture standing next to him was King


    of Ghost, with red hair and fangs, holding the demon bell in his hand.


    Zion didn’t know why he could recognize these things, and quickly ran inside again-as if he couldn’t


    retreat after entering this door, he didn’t have the slightest thought of going back and exiting.


    of the King of Ghost, the two wandered around the world to monitor everyone’s behavior .


    In the folks, people think that the two of them are fierce gods, and anyone who dares to rush against


    them will be recorded on the list…


    Zion ran all the way, and all he saw were immobile sculptures, only those eyes stared at him like living


    things.


    Finally he ran to the front and saw clearly the que hanging above – The Hell.


    Zion was stunned, The Hell?


    The throne of the King of Hell is huge, as high as an ordinary one-story building, majestic, but empty.


    Zion was at a loss, but at this moment, he saw a person sitting on the huge throne. The person raised


    his head and met his gaze.


    Zion’s eyes widened: “Susie?”


    He ran over quickly, shouting, “Susie!”


    W 488 vouche


    Susie raised her hand, preventing him from taking half a step forward, and just said, “Go back quickly!


    What are you doing here?”


    When she raised her hand, Zion felt himself fly.


    Susie suddenly picked up something underneath and threw it hard at his face.


    “By the way, remember to take your brain away!”


    Suddenly someone pped him hard on the face!


    “Brother, wake up, I’m here!”


    Zion opened his eyes abruptly.


    The hustle and bustle of the world suddenly poured into his ears, the sounds of patients’ family


    membersing and going outside the


    corridor, the beeping sounds of the nurse’s station in the distance, and the crying of children in an


    unknown ward…


    Zion asked nkly, “I’m not dead?”


    It’s just that my face hurts…


    Zion subconsciously twitched the corner of his mouth and hissed.


    Susie looked at his blushing half face with guilt, and whispered, “With me around, you definitely can’t


    die!”


    Zion looked around and found that he had already returned to the ward. It was a little dark outside the


    window, giving people a feeling that it was hard to tell whether it was morning or evening.


    He asked nkly, “Is my brain still there?”


    Susie touched his head: “Yes, can’t you feel it?”


    Zion felt Susie’s soft and warm little hands, and immediately felt his scalp


    return, and said weakly: “I feel it, it’s still there.”


    Susieforted: “Don’t worry, your head is still round.”


    Zion subconsciously asked: “Is it not t?”


    Susie gave him an affirmative answer: “It’s not t, but it’s round, very round.”


    Zion: “That’s good.”


    Listening to their conversation, everyone was speechless for a while.


    Wade said: “David, if your brain is not there, you can still lie here, that is, you are lying in a


    crematorium!”


    na scolded with a straight face: “What are you talking about, it’s unlucky!”


    Everyone couldn’t helpughing, and they all breathed a sigh of relief.


    Zion looked around and found that everyone hade.


    The small ward seemed overcrowded.


    Kellen leaned against the door of the ward, and clicked his tongue: “I heard that you have a catty of


    blood in your brain, it’s terrible.”


    Ryan said: “It’s okay, it’s because the hematoma has been oppressed for too long, and it caused


    bleeding when it was removed all at once.”


    Paul just came back from abroad and has been flying for several months. This time, he was on


    vacation for a period of time. When he knew that Zion was hospitalized, he came directly after getting


    off the ne.


    He said softly: “Take a good rest and get ready to start school. The school has asked you for leave.”


    Jonathan looked at the time, “It’s fine, I’ll go back and catch a show first.”


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    Michael: “What do you want to eat? I’ll kill a cow for you tonight.”


    Lucy didn’t need to do homework, and was the happiest. She was the first to agree: “Roast the whole


    cow! I want to roast the whole cow!”


    Hamza held two homework: “I heard that you left two unwritten


    homework for Lucy?”


    The cheer froze on Lucy’s face.


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    Zion felt a wave of heat lying down in his heart, and his whole body was


    warm.


    “I dreamed that someone asked me to write my name. I just sat there and wrote, and I couldn’t finish


    thest stroke.” Zion choked up: “I can’t finish writing…”


    In fact, he was scared, really scared…
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